05 September 2026
It’s not just that.
It's not just that, it is knowing that you will bring everything about. The good, the bad and what seems bad but will turn out good, and what feels good but will sour. It is all in your hands. Somehow,…
03 September 2026
I find the suggestion on Pinterest interesting:
MAXIMIZE YOUR PRODUCTIVITY WITH A NEW DAY-PLANNING TEMPLATE. As if the absence of the right template is ever an issue. As if once you have this or that template, your productivity will suddenly increase. I think it is a beautiful…
24 August 2026
How to procrastinate well.
Gloomy days. Not even outside. There can be sunshine beyond the pane for all I care. I am dragging my feet from the couch to the dining table. I open my laptop to write and instead watch Safiya’s video where she melts Yankee candles to make a giant one.
17 June 2026
There is this neigbour and I.
We never met, yet we seem to be living in a unison. We wake up around the same time, take walks on the opposite sides of the lake, then head out. I don't know where he is going, I usually go to the tavern for breakfast.
08 March 2026
How often do people enjoy what they’re supposed to?
I mean how often do you plan something that is meant to be incredibly cosy and warm and give you peace? You bring the place together and you pour that cup of coffee, and arrange the cushions, and lit the candle and…
03 December 2025
No inspiration, just need to write.
It's a thing. It's our thing. I wonder if she feels this way. Not necessarily inspired, but just in a peaceful, sort of obligatory way. Looking at her laptop…
14 September 2025
You know things that are supposed to mean absolutely nothing to you.
Things in passing sort of speak. They are here for a moment, not necessarily pretty, just here, simple, untidy, unimportant, like an alley you have to walk through to get to the right street. It has an iron gate that…
20 June 2025
Love is not loud, but it sure is not apologetic.
Love has been defined by so many, and never fully perceived and dare I say - felt? Even the fringes of love make us excited. But what are we truly excited for? The feeling? The thought? The chemistry? Or are we willing to go to the depths of love when…